A daughter's love is clearly strained,

But must be put aside

Cast the symbol with the stick

And hold on for the ride.

You'll wander woods and cities

You'll trek from coast to coast

You'll learn that love is never weak

Then face what you fear most.

She had to do this.

Everything she had been through, all the laughter and all the tears, led up to this single moment.

This world, her father, and her life was at stake. There was just one challenge left. One more obstacle. She was so close…

But she knew it would be the worst. Worse than all the monsters she'd fought. Worse than all the times she was nearly captured. Even worse than the Palace of Memory.

She clutched her wand so tightly she thought it might snap.

She had her friends and familiars with her, all there to support and protect her. It would be ok.

But nothing could prepare her for what lay inside.

When she opened the door, she knew immediately what she had to do. She bit her lip harshly so harshly it bled, in an attempt to stave off the wave of tears that rushed to her eyes. She'd been toughened up by so many adventures, but the revelation made her feel little and weak. She had somehow knew it was coming, but there was nothing she could do to make the task any easier. And only one thought pulsed through her head.

I can't do this.